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Chapter 133 You put it in with your own hands
Chapter 133 You put it in with your own hands

The eldest disciple nodded: "Yes, I will definitely live up to my expectations."

He bowed his head and retreated. Fortunately, Qian Zheng hated his disciples looking directly at him, so the suspicion in his heart was hidden.

If it were before, he would believe Qian Zheng.

But the words he heard a few hours later made him unable to suppress the doubts in his heart.

Qian Zheng and Nan Xing, there is always one person who tells the truth.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the master anymore, he just wants to clarify things that he didn't understand before.

With a legitimate reason to go out, the eldest disciple immediately went to the community where Nan Xing was located. This was also thanks to the fact that his junior brother had been there before when he was following her.

He didn't dare to come during the day, so he chose to wait for Nan Xing to come back from setting up a stall at night before stopping her.

Nan Xing was not surprised when he was stopped, as if he was already sure that he would come.

Nan Xing looked at Zhou Weicheng and invited him into the house.

Disciple Zhou Weicheng saw Nan Xing defenseless, and he couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you afraid that I am here to harm you?"

Nan Xing turned around and looked him up and down, and said speechlessly: "Grandpa, do you want to see how much you weigh? Those precious magic weapons of yours will cause you pain for a long time every time you use them. Can you survive?" It’s all thanks to the good deeds of our ancestors, otherwise you would have died long ago.”

"Actually, I'm quite surprised. Qian Zheng has always done things that you can tell are evil things at a glance. How come you haven't doubted him at all for so many years?"

Nan Xing also asked the questions in his heart. Qian Zheng's approach was the same as Qian Jun's. They both absorbed other people's luck in exchange for his own good life. He wanted to completely get rid of the soul of sin and not suffer from sin. The right solution. No, but there are quite a few witchcraft.

As long as you do it, you can transfer all the sins you will bear to others, and others will bear the pain, pain, and disability, and you will be blessed and live a normal life.

But most people can't bear much sin and can easily kill people.

If you want to attract luck for a long time, you have to find someone with profound merit and fortune to do it.

She only looked at Zhou Weicheng and Sun Yunzhi, both of whom had lost their families. She thought about Qian Zheng's evil heart and thought that every disciple under him would not be well.

Zhou Weicheng was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and then he said: "Master did all this to eliminate our sins."

"Puchi-"

Nan Xing smiled unceremoniously.

Seeing her sneer, Zhou Weicheng's face darkened.

After Nan Xing smiled and looked at Zhou Weicheng, she said: "Grandpa, you are so naive. If the sins of you or your dead relatives are eliminated, then why are you still suffering from pain and torture? You can all take me to the oil pot hell, Why can't you think of why hell exists? Isn't the existence of hell to punish those who have done many evil things and committed many sins during their lives? Now that the punishment is over, there will be no sins after reincarnation. And have you forgotten that before Qian Zheng appeared? You and your family have never been sick."

After decades of brainwashing, it is impossible for people to think clearly all at once.

"Or you can think about Qian Jun's ex-wife. After she divorced Qian Jun, she was no longer unlucky."

Some things can only be guided.

If she wants to bring down Qian Zheng, she must first get rid of Qian Zheng's roots. His disciples are his roots, and they themselves are the formation.

The formation was broken, and Qian Zheng was afraid that he wouldn't survive even a day.

The tragedy of Zhang Juan's family has been put on pause since her divorce from Qian Jun. She was originally used as a springboard, but Qian Jun only sucked most of it away and stopped.And her eternal luck will give her the opportunity to wait for the person who really breaks the situation.

And Qian Zheng kept an eye on Nan Xing, just asking Nan Xing to deal with him earlier. For a big cancer like Qian Zheng, Nan Xing would always find him.

With Nan Xing's guidance, Zhou Weicheng thought about Zhang Juan's affairs. His face gradually turned pale, and he could no longer stand still. He sat down tremblingly while holding the table and chair.

Nan Xing poured him a cup of hot water. Qian was a tiger, and his disciples were ghosts. They would all go to hell if they died.

"You, your Xuanbu want to bring him down, you are offending the entire Jade Immortal Sect, do you know that?"

Zhou Weicheng was too confused, and what he said was inconsistent.

When such a sentence suddenly came out, Nan Xing just smiled: "Jade Immortal Sect pays people like this. I think this sect is also an evil sect. Is it necessary for evil sects to exist?"

Zhou Weicheng didn't expect Nan Xing to be so ambitious. Xuan Bu would still have such big ambitions. No wonder all the factions were suppressing Xuan Bu. It turned out that they were really incompatible.

Zhou Weicheng took a deep breath, looked at Nan Xing and said: "You said that my master is harming us. I am also a member of Xuanmen. How can I not know whether he is harming us or not? He has never given me anything that can be used to create formations. , and I’m not wearing anything.”

"You are very good at telling fortunes. You can tell fortunes for 100 yuan, right? Then tell me your fortune. I will only believe you if I see the real thing."

Zhou Weicheng made up his mind. He came today not to argue, but to find evidence.

If Nan Xing couldn't show it, then he wouldn't believe her.

Nan Xing smiled and sat down across the dining table.

This time she looked at Zhou Weicheng very carefully.

After looking at me, she looked at Zhou Weicheng with more and more sympathy. She said: "As for the evidence, you buried it with your own hands. Have you forgotten? It's those stand-in dolls. He said they can replace Your relatives are being tortured in hell, and you believe them. In fact, they are the eyes of the formation. If it is true, go dig out the doll and take it apart to see if it is true."

Because they were deceived, they couldn't accept that outcome, so they didn't even dare to face their graves until they died.

Zhou Weicheng looked at Nan Xing. He wanted to see her sneer and sneer like she was competing, but she didn't. Her pity made him suffocate.

When Zhou Weicheng left, his back was so heavy that he walked very heavily.

Nan Xing just sighed. The truth is painful, but it is even more painful to get a glimpse of the truth and not know the whole picture.

She just pointed out that if Zhou Weicheng didn't believe her, he could stop right there and continue to believe in his master.

Nan Xing closed the door and cooked and had a midnight snack.

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Zhou Weicheng returned to the villa and became his disciple again.

During the day, he went out to complete the order. Several junior fellow apprentices who were as anxious as him also followed suit and received tasks. Everyone's life returned to normal, but the new disciples who still came in and out of the villa let them know that the crisis had not been resolved.

At night, he would stay awake all night long, his mind filled with what Nan Xing said.

There were also dreams in which he would always go back to his youth, playing with his younger brothers and sisters, and being punished by his parents for being naughty. He thought maybe it was because Qingming Festival was coming soon.

Two days before the Qingming Festival, all seven of them returned to their hometown to visit their family members' graves, and the eldest disciple was no exception. He was getting older and his body felt very stiff. Every year he came here, he lamented that this might be the last time. At the same time, I hope there will be a next time.

(End of this chapter)